"Not repair you but find the internal injuries" she said
"That is what i have the diagnostics system for"
She shrugged "Whatever you say metal-man" she smiled
"Indeed, squishy tiefling."
She smiles "I haven't studied up on Warforges, especially not H.U.N.T.E.R's" she said, thinking deeply "Hmmmmm, library of science might have some books... ANYWAYS do you drink?... or eat for that matter?"
"We do not require food or water. However, i do eat sometimes."
She nods seemingly deep in thought again
History: 22
History check would reveal normal knowledge of warforged, hextech is secrative about the H.U.N.T.E.R units though
*Alaric, your making me want to find everything i can about HexTech.*
She narrows her eyes at him for a minute. "What is Hextech Hunter?" she askes, walking to the bar
*I think its a league of legends thing tbh, but i'm using it for something else*
"Thats what i am." Hunter replys simply, following her to the bar
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
Max, who was currently in the woods, came across this. Visions racing through his head as he saw the carnage.
Marked all along his skin, seemingly clawed into it, where the words "MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE" repeating over and over, along with other scratch marks and open holes.
maxwell seems visibly shaken. His eyes dart over the bodies in confusion and horror
The trail the hunter left behind goes deeper into the woods, where a few other hunters in similar conditions lie.
Max takes a deep breath, trying to concentrate and not go insane
There was a shadow of a hooded figure crouching on a tree branch coming from behind him.
He turns around quickly. He snarls, pupil's going small.
The figure was nowhere to be seen, the only sign that it even existed was the branch shaking and some leaves rustling. Some very not sane laughter could be heard echoing around.
"COME OUT" he snarls and looks in every tree
More laughter. Then an echoing response. "Nah, how about you go away?"
Max snarls and starts firing blanks into the air
The voice took on a mocking tone. "oooooo, scary!" More laughter.
"Your right... I am" he said and jumped up into the branches
Some red eyes glow in the darkness as four dripping dark red tentacles slide into the light. The voice laughs again, the eyes bobbing up and down and side to side, almost like they were shaking really hard from laughing.
He aims and fires at it.
Hit 20 Damage 5
The laughter stops for a second as a thump sound happened, and the tentacles wiggled a bit. "Oh. You hit me? I knew I should have taken a few more steps back." The tentacles retract and the person steps into the light, dropping down to the ground. It was a 5'7 guy who was very pale, wearing a red hoodie cut off just below his ribs, and he wore some torn trousers cut off at the knees. His hair was extremely messy and tangled, hanging over one of his eyes as he dropped down. His eyes seemed dark brown, but when looked at closely, there was a tinge of red in them, as well as them being very bloodshot. His nails and teeth seemed very unnaturally sharp for a human as well. The bullet wound was in his shoulder, and he dug out the bullet, flicking it off into the woods.
Max seemed to look on, uncaring. "Hate to say it but i was expecting worse"
He looked bored. "Then don't have your expectations so high!"
He shrugs "Telling by your voice i was expecting a huge beast, your much smaller then me"
There was a glimpse of some red cloth and some pale skin disappearing back into the trees. Some very not sane laughter starts ringing out, almost sounding like an echo.
Hunter decides to follows the tactics of a horror movie character and move towards the laughter
The laughter continued, stopping every so often to mutter something just quiet enough that Hunter can't make it out, but he can still hear.
"What are you?"
The laughter slowed down a bit, as though catching a breath to speak. "INSANE! Well, kind of! I'm sane, but also insane, does that make sense?"
"I feel like you need to be shot, but yes, that makes sense."
"Great! Shoot me if you want, I don't really care much, just don't do it annoyingly, m'kay? Though, you'll have to find me first!" More laughter.
"Screw this." Hunter sighs, moving back to the edge of the forest, "You'll need to come out at some point"
"Not repair you but find the internal injuries" she said
"That is what i have the diagnostics system for"
She shrugged "Whatever you say metal-man" she smiled
"Indeed, squishy tiefling."
She smiles "I haven't studied up on Warforges, especially not H.U.N.T.E.R's" she said, thinking deeply "Hmmmmm, library of science might have some books... ANYWAYS do you drink?... or eat for that matter?"
"We do not require food or water. However, i do eat sometimes."
She nods seemingly deep in thought again
History: 22
History check would reveal normal knowledge of warforged, hextech is secrative about the H.U.N.T.E.R units though
*Alaric, your making me want to find everything i can about HexTech.*
She narrows her eyes at him for a minute. "What is Hextech Hunter?" she askes, walking to the bar
*I think its a league of legends thing tbh, but i'm using it for something else*
"Thats what i am." Hunter replys simply, following her to the bar
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
Max, who was currently in the woods, came across this. Visions racing through his head as he saw the carnage.
Marked all along his skin, seemingly clawed into it, where the words "MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE" repeating over and over, along with other scratch marks and open holes.
maxwell seems visibly shaken. His eyes dart over the bodies in confusion and horror
The trail the hunter left behind goes deeper into the woods, where a few other hunters in similar conditions lie.
Max takes a deep breath, trying to concentrate and not go insane
There was a shadow of a hooded figure crouching on a tree branch coming from behind him.
He turns around quickly. He snarls, pupil's going small.
The figure was nowhere to be seen, the only sign that it even existed was the branch shaking and some leaves rustling. Some very not sane laughter could be heard echoing around.
"COME OUT" he snarls and looks in every tree
More laughter. Then an echoing response. "Nah, how about you go away?"
Max snarls and starts firing blanks into the air
The voice took on a mocking tone. "oooooo, scary!" More laughter.
"Your right... I am" he said and jumped up into the branches
Some red eyes glow in the darkness as four dripping dark red tentacles slide into the light. The voice laughs again, the eyes bobbing up and down and side to side, almost like they were shaking really hard from laughing.
He aims and fires at it.
Hit 20 Damage 5
The laughter stops for a second as a thump sound happened, and the tentacles wiggled a bit. "Oh. You hit me? I knew I should have taken a few more steps back." The tentacles retract and the person steps into the light, dropping down to the ground. It was a 5'7 guy who was very pale, wearing a red hoodie cut off just below his ribs, and he wore some torn trousers cut off at the knees. His hair was extremely messy and tangled, hanging over one of his eyes as he dropped down. His eyes seemed dark brown, but when looked at closely, there was a tinge of red in them, as well as them being very bloodshot. His nails and teeth seemed very unnaturally sharp for a human as well. The bullet wound was in his shoulder, and he dug out the bullet, flicking it off into the woods.
Max seemed to look on, uncaring. "Hate to say it but i was expecting worse"
He looked bored. "Then don't have your expectations so high!"
He shrugs "Telling by your voice i was expecting a huge beast, your much smaller then me"
"You-" He starts laughing. "You -wheeze- you were expecting a huge beast?! HA!! That's a good one!" He starts giggling uncontrollably as he holds his gut.
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*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
Max, who was currently in the woods, came across this. Visions racing through his head as he saw the carnage.
Marked all along his skin, seemingly clawed into it, where the words "MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE" repeating over and over, along with other scratch marks and open holes.
maxwell seems visibly shaken. His eyes dart over the bodies in confusion and horror
The trail the hunter left behind goes deeper into the woods, where a few other hunters in similar conditions lie.
Max takes a deep breath, trying to concentrate and not go insane
There was a shadow of a hooded figure crouching on a tree branch coming from behind him.
He turns around quickly. He snarls, pupil's going small.
The figure was nowhere to be seen, the only sign that it even existed was the branch shaking and some leaves rustling. Some very not sane laughter could be heard echoing around.
"COME OUT" he snarls and looks in every tree
More laughter. Then an echoing response. "Nah, how about you go away?"
Max snarls and starts firing blanks into the air
The voice took on a mocking tone. "oooooo, scary!" More laughter.
"Your right... I am" he said and jumped up into the branches
Some red eyes glow in the darkness as four dripping dark red tentacles slide into the light. The voice laughs again, the eyes bobbing up and down and side to side, almost like they were shaking really hard from laughing.
He aims and fires at it.
Hit 20 Damage 5
The laughter stops for a second as a thump sound happened, and the tentacles wiggled a bit. "Oh. You hit me? I knew I should have taken a few more steps back." The tentacles retract and the person steps into the light, dropping down to the ground. It was a 5'7 guy who was very pale, wearing a red hoodie cut off just below his ribs, and he wore some torn trousers cut off at the knees. His hair was extremely messy and tangled, hanging over one of his eyes as he dropped down. His eyes seemed dark brown, but when looked at closely, there was a tinge of red in them, as well as them being very bloodshot. His nails and teeth seemed very unnaturally sharp for a human as well. The bullet wound was in his shoulder, and he dug out the bullet, flicking it off into the woods.
Max seemed to look on, uncaring. "Hate to say it but i was expecting worse"
He looked bored. "Then don't have your expectations so high!"
He shrugs "Telling by your voice i was expecting a huge beast, your much smaller then me"
"You-" He starts laughing. "You -wheeze- you were expecting a huge beast?! HA!! That's a good one!" He starts giggling uncontrollably as he holds his gut.
There was a glimpse of some red cloth and some pale skin disappearing back into the trees. Some very not sane laughter starts ringing out, almost sounding like an echo.
Hunter decides to follows the tactics of a horror movie character and move towards the laughter
The laughter continued, stopping every so often to mutter something just quiet enough that Hunter can't make it out, but he can still hear.
"What are you?"
The laughter slowed down a bit, as though catching a breath to speak. "INSANE! Well, kind of! I'm sane, but also insane, does that make sense?"
"I feel like you need to be shot, but yes, that makes sense."
"Great! Shoot me if you want, I don't really care much, just don't do it annoyingly, m'kay? Though, you'll have to find me first!" More laughter.
"Screw this." Hunter sighs, moving back to the edge of the forest, "You'll need to come out at some point"
"Wait, you can't see me right now? One second..." There was the rustling of some leaves, then he dropped down in front on Hunter, hanging upside down spider-man style from a makeshift rope. "Hello!"
It was a 5'7 guy who was very pale, wearing a red hoodie cut off just below his ribs, and he wore some torn trousers cut off at the knees. His hair was extremely messy and tangled. His eyes seemed dark brown, but when looked at closely, there was a tinge of red in them, as well as them being very bloodshot. His nails and teeth seemed very unnaturally sharp for a human as well.
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*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
Max, who was currently in the woods, came across this. Visions racing through his head as he saw the carnage.
Marked all along his skin, seemingly clawed into it, where the words "MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE" repeating over and over, along with other scratch marks and open holes.
maxwell seems visibly shaken. His eyes dart over the bodies in confusion and horror
The trail the hunter left behind goes deeper into the woods, where a few other hunters in similar conditions lie.
Max takes a deep breath, trying to concentrate and not go insane
There was a shadow of a hooded figure crouching on a tree branch coming from behind him.
He turns around quickly. He snarls, pupil's going small.
The figure was nowhere to be seen, the only sign that it even existed was the branch shaking and some leaves rustling. Some very not sane laughter could be heard echoing around.
"COME OUT" he snarls and looks in every tree
More laughter. Then an echoing response. "Nah, how about you go away?"
Max snarls and starts firing blanks into the air
The voice took on a mocking tone. "oooooo, scary!" More laughter.
"Your right... I am" he said and jumped up into the branches
Some red eyes glow in the darkness as four dripping dark red tentacles slide into the light. The voice laughs again, the eyes bobbing up and down and side to side, almost like they were shaking really hard from laughing.
He aims and fires at it.
Hit 20 Damage 5
The laughter stops for a second as a thump sound happened, and the tentacles wiggled a bit. "Oh. You hit me? I knew I should have taken a few more steps back." The tentacles retract and the person steps into the light, dropping down to the ground. It was a 5'7 guy who was very pale, wearing a red hoodie cut off just below his ribs, and he wore some torn trousers cut off at the knees. His hair was extremely messy and tangled, hanging over one of his eyes as he dropped down. His eyes seemed dark brown, but when looked at closely, there was a tinge of red in them, as well as them being very bloodshot. His nails and teeth seemed very unnaturally sharp for a human as well. The bullet wound was in his shoulder, and he dug out the bullet, flicking it off into the woods.
Max seemed to look on, uncaring. "Hate to say it but i was expecting worse"
He looked bored. "Then don't have your expectations so high!"
He shrugs "Telling by your voice i was expecting a huge beast, your much smaller then me"
"You-" He starts laughing. "You -wheeze- you were expecting a huge beast?! HA!! That's a good one!" He starts giggling uncontrollably as he holds his gut.
He watched him, confused
After a near straight 3 minutes of giggling and laughing, he took a deep breath and stood back up.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
Max, who was currently in the woods, came across this. Visions racing through his head as he saw the carnage.
Marked all along his skin, seemingly clawed into it, where the words "MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE" repeating over and over, along with other scratch marks and open holes.
maxwell seems visibly shaken. His eyes dart over the bodies in confusion and horror
The trail the hunter left behind goes deeper into the woods, where a few other hunters in similar conditions lie.
Max takes a deep breath, trying to concentrate and not go insane
There was a shadow of a hooded figure crouching on a tree branch coming from behind him.
He turns around quickly. He snarls, pupil's going small.
The figure was nowhere to be seen, the only sign that it even existed was the branch shaking and some leaves rustling. Some very not sane laughter could be heard echoing around.
"COME OUT" he snarls and looks in every tree
More laughter. Then an echoing response. "Nah, how about you go away?"
Max snarls and starts firing blanks into the air
The voice took on a mocking tone. "oooooo, scary!" More laughter.
"Your right... I am" he said and jumped up into the branches
Some red eyes glow in the darkness as four dripping dark red tentacles slide into the light. The voice laughs again, the eyes bobbing up and down and side to side, almost like they were shaking really hard from laughing.
He aims and fires at it.
Hit 20 Damage 5
The laughter stops for a second as a thump sound happened, and the tentacles wiggled a bit. "Oh. You hit me? I knew I should have taken a few more steps back." The tentacles retract and the person steps into the light, dropping down to the ground. It was a 5'7 guy who was very pale, wearing a red hoodie cut off just below his ribs, and he wore some torn trousers cut off at the knees. His hair was extremely messy and tangled, hanging over one of his eyes as he dropped down. His eyes seemed dark brown, but when looked at closely, there was a tinge of red in them, as well as them being very bloodshot. His nails and teeth seemed very unnaturally sharp for a human as well. The bullet wound was in his shoulder, and he dug out the bullet, flicking it off into the woods.
Max seemed to look on, uncaring. "Hate to say it but i was expecting worse"
He looked bored. "Then don't have your expectations so high!"
He shrugs "Telling by your voice i was expecting a huge beast, your much smaller then me"
"You-" He starts laughing. "You -wheeze- you were expecting a huge beast?! HA!! That's a good one!" He starts giggling uncontrollably as he holds his gut.
He watched him, confused
After a near straight 3 minutes of giggling and laughing, he took a deep breath and stood back up.
"You good?" he asked, he was still on his PTSD crazy side but even he had to conclude this was weird
"Not repair you but find the internal injuries" she said
"That is what i have the diagnostics system for"
She shrugged "Whatever you say metal-man" she smiled
"Indeed, squishy tiefling."
She smiles "I haven't studied up on Warforges, especially not H.U.N.T.E.R's" she said, thinking deeply "Hmmmmm, library of science might have some books... ANYWAYS do you drink?... or eat for that matter?"
"We do not require food or water. However, i do eat sometimes."
She nods seemingly deep in thought again
History: 22
History check would reveal normal knowledge of warforged, hextech is secrative about the H.U.N.T.E.R units though
*Alaric, your making me want to find everything i can about HexTech.*
She narrows her eyes at him for a minute. "What is Hextech Hunter?" she askes, walking to the bar
*I think its a league of legends thing tbh, but i'm using it for something else*
"Thats what i am." Hunter replys simply, following her to the bar
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
*Hm, yes, 0verkill's brain has decided to work and now I have a new character.*
Something, or someone, lurks in the woods. A trail of blood, red cloth caught on sharp branches. A shadow moving through the trees.
*I knew I should have done a longer description.*
*hmm, I'm trying to think of another way to have a hook.*
A group of hunters lie dead in the woods, one very injured one shuffles out of the woods, but falls just short of the blessing, bleeding out and dying.
Max, who was currently in the woods, came across this. Visions racing through his head as he saw the carnage.
Marked all along his skin, seemingly clawed into it, where the words "MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE" repeating over and over, along with other scratch marks and open holes.
maxwell seems visibly shaken. His eyes dart over the bodies in confusion and horror
The trail the hunter left behind goes deeper into the woods, where a few other hunters in similar conditions lie.
Max takes a deep breath, trying to concentrate and not go insane
There was a shadow of a hooded figure crouching on a tree branch coming from behind him.
He turns around quickly. He snarls, pupil's going small.
The figure was nowhere to be seen, the only sign that it even existed was the branch shaking and some leaves rustling. Some very not sane laughter could be heard echoing around.
"COME OUT" he snarls and looks in every tree
More laughter. Then an echoing response. "Nah, how about you go away?"
Max snarls and starts firing blanks into the air
The voice took on a mocking tone. "oooooo, scary!" More laughter.
"Your right... I am" he said and jumped up into the branches
Some red eyes glow in the darkness as four dripping dark red tentacles slide into the light. The voice laughs again, the eyes bobbing up and down and side to side, almost like they were shaking really hard from laughing.
He aims and fires at it.
Hit 20 Damage 5
The laughter stops for a second as a thump sound happened, and the tentacles wiggled a bit. "Oh. You hit me? I knew I should have taken a few more steps back." The tentacles retract and the person steps into the light, dropping down to the ground. It was a 5'7 guy who was very pale, wearing a red hoodie cut off just below his ribs, and he wore some torn trousers cut off at the knees. His hair was extremely messy and tangled, hanging over one of his eyes as he dropped down. His eyes seemed dark brown, but when looked at closely, there was a tinge of red in them, as well as them being very bloodshot. His nails and teeth seemed very unnaturally sharp for a human as well. The bullet wound was in his shoulder, and he dug out the bullet, flicking it off into the woods.
Max seemed to look on, uncaring. "Hate to say it but i was expecting worse"
He looked bored. "Then don't have your expectations so high!"
He shrugs "Telling by your voice i was expecting a huge beast, your much smaller then me"
"You-" He starts laughing. "You -wheeze- you were expecting a huge beast?! HA!! That's a good one!" He starts giggling uncontrollably as he holds his gut.
He watched him, confused
After a near straight 3 minutes of giggling and laughing, he took a deep breath and stood back up.
"You good?" he asked, he was still on his PTSD crazy side but even he had to conclude this was weird
*Yes, let the confusion set in!*
"Am I good? I should be asking if you're good, what with you expecting a beast!"
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"Not repair you but find the internal injuries" she said
"That is what i have the diagnostics system for"
She shrugged "Whatever you say metal-man" she smiled
"Indeed, squishy tiefling."
She smiles "I haven't studied up on Warforges, especially not H.U.N.T.E.R's" she said, thinking deeply "Hmmmmm, library of science might have some books... ANYWAYS do you drink?... or eat for that matter?"
"We do not require food or water. However, i do eat sometimes."
She nods seemingly deep in thought again
History: 22
History check would reveal normal knowledge of warforged, hextech is secrative about the H.U.N.T.E.R units though
*Alaric, your making me want to find everything i can about HexTech.*
She narrows her eyes at him for a minute. "What is Hextech Hunter?" she askes, walking to the bar
*I think its a league of legends thing tbh, but i'm using it for something else*
"Thats what i am." Hunter replys simply, following her to the bar
*ive already been looking it up hahahahah*
"But what is HexTech" She says
*Tell me what you find lol*
"It is a company."
*INHALE*
"What does the company do?" she asked
"Typically robotics."
*heheheheh*
"hm" she muttered and ordered a white wine
Hunter doesn't order anything, but sits
She watches him out of the corner of her eye, Nicky sits on the floor between them
"Not repair you but find the internal injuries" she said
"That is what i have the diagnostics system for"
She shrugged "Whatever you say metal-man" she smiled
"Indeed, squishy tiefling."
She smiles "I haven't studied up on Warforges, especially not H.U.N.T.E.R's" she said, thinking deeply "Hmmmmm, library of science might have some books... ANYWAYS do you drink?... or eat for that matter?"
"We do not require food or water. However, i do eat sometimes."
She nods seemingly deep in thought again
History: 22
History check would reveal normal knowledge of warforged, hextech is secrative about the H.U.N.T.E.R units though
*Alaric, your making me want to find everything i can about HexTech.*
She narrows her eyes at him for a minute. "What is Hextech Hunter?" she askes, walking to the bar
*I think its a league of legends thing tbh, but i'm using it for something else*
"Thats what i am." Hunter replys simply, following her to the bar
*ive already been looking it up hahahahah*
"But what is HexTech" She says
*Tell me what you find lol*
"It is a company."
*INHALE*
"What does the company do?" she asked
"Typically robotics."
*heheheheh*
"hm" she muttered and ordered a white wine
Hunter doesn't order anything, but sits
She watches him out of the corner of her eye, Nicky sits on the floor between them
"Typically robotics."
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He shrugs "Telling by your voice i was expecting a huge beast, your much smaller then me"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
[1 gp to the swear jar] runs towrds the shriek
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Screw this." Hunter sighs, moving back to the edge of the forest, "You'll need to come out at some point"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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*heheheheh*
"hm" she muttered and ordered a white wine
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"You-" He starts laughing. "You -wheeze- you were expecting a huge beast?! HA!! That's a good one!" He starts giggling uncontrollably as he holds his gut.
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Therens short-sword is glowing a pale blue as he swings at the creature. His animal companions staying back.
Attack: 8 Damage: 2
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He watched him, confused
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*zork refrence?*
Attack: 25 Damage: 11
Attack: 17 Damage: 8
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Wait, you can't see me right now? One second..." There was the rustling of some leaves, then he dropped down in front on Hunter, hanging upside down spider-man style from a makeshift rope. "Hello!"
It was a 5'7 guy who was very pale, wearing a red hoodie cut off just below his ribs, and he wore some torn trousers cut off at the knees. His hair was extremely messy and tangled. His eyes seemed dark brown, but when looked at closely, there was a tinge of red in them, as well as them being very bloodshot. His nails and teeth seemed very unnaturally sharp for a human as well.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*perhaps*
The creature backhands Theren sending him into the nearest tree.
Creatures attack:
Attack: 4 Damage: 12
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*dont have any reactions*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
After a near straight 3 minutes of giggling and laughing, he took a deep breath and stood back up.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"You good?" he asked, he was still on his PTSD crazy side but even he had to conclude this was weird
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Theren slides down the tree stunned. A thin trail of blood runs down from his mouth. 1hp left. He doesn't move as the creature stalks toward him.
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Hunter doesn't order anything, but sits
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Yes, let the confusion set in!*
"Am I good? I should be asking if you're good, what with you expecting a beast!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
She watches him out of the corner of her eye, Nicky sits on the floor between them
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
viscois mockery on creture
uses healing word as a bonus action 7
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Hunter pets nicky in the mean time
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND